1,357 Quotes by George Herbert

A broken Altar, Lord, thy servant rears, Made of a heart, and cemented with tears.

The goate must browse where she is tyed.

Law sutes consume time, and mony, and rest, and friends.

At the games end we shall see who gaines.

Hee that looseth his due, gets not thankes.

Threatned men eat bread, says the Spaniard.

Who hath no hast in his businesse, mountaines to him seeme valleys.

A holy habit clenseth not a foule soule.

Give loosers leave to talke.